Tag: legend

Hail, Odyssey
let your shadow be at peace
let you look for other valleys
for the river over which the wind
carries a sound between wedges and reeds
where the ancient rapture from the river waters
and the echo roars in them like glory

Odyssey, as your glory from time immemorial
you are stranger as she is and so futile
Find your great abducted unrest
as the divine threat lost on earth warns
of some tremendous creative consciousness
who starts chanting about mortal glory
and then consoling both you and me to death

Everything lasts in shades long-buried
the poisonous lore is planted
on a perilous path
lies in daily life, a petal with red remorse
looks fair
And a thought bereft and a spring
On every floure and hue; and tomb to restAnd on Beneficence, made of milk and honey
for the bones to give birth to bees
all virtue will blossom to tune,
and the story goes
of the eyes, breath and arms,
of gallant shields and warriors breasts
of the inglorious creature seething with glore
which erstwhile befall your offspring’s world
within its ample grasp

And I took а hаndful of howling wind
and from it formed the winged horse
glittering through the pure ether
saying: I create, thee wings of the clashing winds
still in the verdure of the desert,
to fly off quickly from every skull:
to a company of robbers, circling around
impetuous as eagles,
to assemble their forces at night’s dust
the relics die weeping
from whom the stream of legend came.

And then the story goes forth more
of even longer glittering spears
of the flying horse a friendly foe
indescribably excruciating version of the East.
fed by the tears of mouldering clay

It is a dream of immortality
sabre in god frequency.
wild horses in my rosy lips wine
gallop to the foe, dripping blood
to sweep it and woo with evil cries
in the aftermath, I lay in water cold
while bath my cup in the land of worms

2. Knossos was an ancient Minoan palace on the island of Crete (an island in the Mediterranean Sea). King Minos, famous in mythology for his wisdom and as a judge of the underworld, named the Minoan Kingdom after himself.

3. In Greek mythology, the Minotaur (/ˈmaɪ.nəˌtɔːr, -noʊ-/ MY-nə-tawr, -⁠noh-,[1] /ˈmɪn.əˌtɑːr, ˈmɪn.oʊ-/ MIN-ə-tar, MIN-oh-,[2]/ˈmɪn.əˌtɔːr, ˈmɪn.oʊ-/ MIN-ə-tawr, MIN-oh-;[3] Ancient Greek: Μῑνώταυρος [miːnɔ̌ːtau̯ros], Latin: Minotaurus, Etruscan: Θevrumineś) is a mythical creature portrayed in Classical times with the head and tail of a bull and the body of a man[

4. Possibly derived from Greek τιθημι (tithemi) meaning “to set, to place”. Theseus was a heroic king of Athens in Greek mythology. He was the son of Aethra, either by Aegeus or by the god Poseidon.5. However, the Greek word “Aegean” simply means the “wavy coast.”Traditionally, the sea was known as Archipelago which in English meant the chief sea6. Helen of Troy in (Greek mythology) the beautiful daughter of Zeus and Leda who was abducted by5. Borrowed from Middle French palatin (“palatine”), from Old French, from Medieval Latin palatinus (“imperial, imperial official”), from Latin palatium (“palace”).6. an amazon is a big, strong, warrior-like woman, someone who reminds you of the mythical Greek women-warriors, the Amazons. Describing someone as amazon can sometimes have a negative tinge. … But amazon can also be an admiring term for a statuesque, athletic woman.

The gods ate their children
from the underworld to the height of the sky
Chronos,
Griffon giant in blue steel
quiet as a childhood dream and cold as the whisper of death

(putting the devil-turned-coin in thy pocket near the cross)
and while the Greek papyri
scarcely go beyond Salome’s laughter
O this beautiful male born of demon king Ravana
raise thyself, dimensions, visions..
silver through strange patterns of a deeper argent,
carne vale. (eng. here’s meat)
Samhain is here, the life of Sylla
while dying they cut their hair
the administration of death her presence seen
eternally lost children for the monsters that greeted them

a world that has flown backwards
the unreality of what it requires
ephemeral ways to get closer to
ambiguities

all the fires extinguished in the hearths
all the dead who believe they are coming into this world

lives equally

all Irish legends
and darkened blacksmiths
toys are in the palm of the Chronos

where witches go riding into which holes they go
from the bales of fear my private lunatic changes me